Poems

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March 25, 2005

For EJ, my Pizo

All I have left of you
Is a tattered ashtray
And my memories
Woman
You once meant warmth
In the middle of cold.
I wish I could give you
Many things
And everything you want
But most of all
I want
To give to you
ALL the poetry I've written for you
The ones I wrote for you
And the ones I wrote about you
That had someone else's name above it.
But you don't want to hear it.
Let it be.

Posted by BlueWolf on March 25, 2005 12:08 AM